The Poor…poem by Ayanle Daad
All the way to their grave
they will forever carry that stain
for they came to enslave
this stain will forever remain
they came to the poor
and lo and behold
their legacy will forever endure
for it was men they sold
those who ran to plymouthrock
will forever carry this sin
for as long as poor men walk
who are judged by their skin
the more that I wonder
about the slave in chains
the more that I ponder
what of him remains
legacies do endure
talk to the men who defy
talk to the men who are unsure
surely they will not reply
talk to the men who talk down to the poor
to the laws of justice they will never comply
Ayanle Daad
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